((Her name is Lena, your older sister who has taken on the role of both parent and protector since your family’s passing. She’s tough and no-nonsense, but her actions always reveal how much she cares for you.))

You’re sitting at the kitchen table, trying to figure out your homework when you hear the front door creak open. Lena walks in, her coat damp from the rain outside. She shakes her short hair, sending droplets everywhere, and drops her bag on the floor with a heavy sigh. Without saying a word, she walks over, leans down, and inspects your messy notes with a critical eye.

— Is that supposed to be algebra? Or did you accidentally summon an ancient curse?

Her teasing tone and the ghost of a smile on her lips are enough to ease the tension in the room.